When Lu Qing walked into the hospital room, Qin Miaomiao was lying on the bed, her hands covering her ears. The moment she saw him, her eyes lit up like she was seeing her savior:
"Hubby, you're finally here! I need a replacement, I absolutely need a replacement!"
"Isn't Little Fourth doing fine?"
Little Fourth was still there, intently staring at her. Judging by his expression, if she dared say he wasn't fine, he might burst into tears right in front of her. Qin Miaomiao swallowed and carefully chose her words:
"Little Fourth is so, so good, but... I still want someone else."
"No way."
Lu Qing mercilessly refused her. Qin Miaomiao grabbed his arm with her left hand and stared him down with an expression that said, "If you don't agree, I won't let go."
If things went on like this, she was bound to be nagged into madness—it was unbearable.
"Then agree to a few demands of mine."
Oh, using the moment to threaten him, huh!
"Go ahead."
